Frackman – The Movie.

Frackman The Movie coming to cinemas in MARCH 2015

Frackman is like no other Australian film. It aims to spark a broad national conversation about the risks of our headlong rush into massive coal seam gas development. Five years in the making, it not only entertains and engages, it also gives audiences the tools to get involved in what is becoming the largest social movement our nation has seen in decades. It’s a deeply political film, but not the old style that is so badly failing us. This the New Politics, bringing together old and young, city and country, conservative and progressive in a shared effort to prevent an environmental catastrophe. Can we imagine any other issue that would bring together the likes of Alan Jones and Bob Brown?
See it and find out why.

Take a stand with us
http://www.frackmanthemovie.com

‘Don’t sell Australia out’ – A Poem by Chris Long.

‘Don’t sell Australia out’

 

When the shearing sheds are silent and the stock camps fallen quiet
When the gidgee coals no longer glow across the outback night

And the bush is forced to hang a sign, ‘gone broke and won’t be back’
And spirits fear to find a way beyond the beaten track

When harvesters stand derelict upon the windswept plains
And brave hearts pin their hopes no more on chance of loving rains

When a hundred outback settlements are ghost towns overnight
When we’ve lost the drive and heart we had to once more see us right

When ‘Pioneer’ means a stereo and ‘Digger’ some backhoe
And the ‘Outback’ is behind the house, there’s nowhere else to go

And ‘ANZAC’ is a biscuit brand and probably foreign owned
And education really means brainwashed and neatly cloned

When you have to bake a loaf of bread to make a decent crust
And our heritage once enshrined in gold is crumbling to dust

And old folk pay their camping fees on land for which they fought
And fishing is a great escape; this is until you’re caught

When you see our kids with Yankee caps and resentment in their eyes
And soaring crime and hopeless hearts are no longer a surprise

When the name of RM Williams is a yuppie clothing brand
Not a product of our heritage that grew off the land

When offering a hand makes people think you’ll amputate
And two dogs meeting in the street is what you call a ‘Mate’

When ‘Political Correctness’ has replaced all common sense,
When you’re forced to see it their way, there’s no sitting on the fence

Yes, one day you might find yourself an outcast in this land
Perhaps your heart will tell you then, ‘I should have made a stand’

Just go and ask the farmers that should remove all doubt
Then join the swelling ranks who say, ‘don’t sell Australia out’